FOR THE LOVE OF JUNK

SOME WOMEN DREAM OF BEAUTIFUL HOMES AND PERFECTION. SOME DREAM OF THE DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH, OUTCAST ITEMS, THE TATTERED, THE CRAZED, THE RUSTED AND SOMETIMES DISCARDED TREASURES. IM A MEMBER OF THE SECOND GROUP. I'M A JUNKER FOR LIFE!



Wednesday, September 15, 2010

I'M A MOTHER!

DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE? I SEE CUTENESS, SWEETNESS, SOFTNESS AND LOTS OF LOVE.  I INTRODUCE TO YOU THE NEWEST MEMBER OF THE RAMOS HOUSEHOLD. LIKE EVERYTHING WORTH HAVING HE CAME TO ME WITHOUT ANY NOTICE, IT JUST HAPPENED. A DEAR FRIEND OF MINE CAME BY THE SHOP YESTERDAY AND ASK FOR PAPER FOR HER BABIES.  I INQUIRE, WHICH BABIES? WELL, SHE IS THE PROUD OWNER OF THE MOST WONDERFUL BISHON FRISE BABIES AS 4 WEEKS AGO SHE BECAME A GRANDMA. WHEN SHE MENTION THE KIND OF DOGS THE FIRST THOUGHT IN MY MIND WAS "EXPENSIVE" BECAUSE THIS LITTLE DARLINGS CAN BE. WELL, STORY SHORT, SHE GOT TWO LITTLE ONES THAT NEEDED A MAMA. I CALLED MY HUSBAND AND HE RELUCTANTLY ACCEPTED. THIS MORNING I TOOK MY MOM TO MEET HIM AS GUESS WHAT? MY MOM ADOPTED THE SIBLING, SO NOW WE HAVE TWO NEW MEMBERS TO OUR FAMILY. I'M TOTALLY IN LOVE AND SO IS MY MOM.


THEY CAN HARDLY STAND AND IT WAS SO CUTE HOW THEY USED THEIR TUMMIES TO GET AROUND.

                                     MY HEADLESS  MOM HOLDING HERS

                               MY BABY FEEDING AS PAPA WATCHED. THE OWNER DOES A POODLE HAIRCUT, I PREFER TO LEAVE THEIR HAIR GROW LONGER FOR THE USUAL FRISE LOOK, I CALLED IT A POWDER PUFF FACE.


                                                 THE REST OF THE GANG.
 I HAVE TO START  A TRUST FUND SINCE ALL MY MONEY IS GOING TOWARDS GROOMING. I WAS TOLD EVERY 2 MONTHS AT LEAST. I DON'T THINK I EVER SPEND THAT KIND OF MONEY IN MY OWN GROOMING BUT I THINK HE IS WORTH EVERY PENNY I WILL EXPEND IN HIM. ANOTHER DREAM COME TRUE, GOD REALLY SPOILED ME. I GET MY WANTS AND NEEDS AND FOR THAT I'M SO THANKFUL. ONE LAST THING, IT WILL BE ANOTHER MONTH BEFORE HE IS READY TO COME HOME. I DO NOT HAVE A NAME YET. I TAKE SUGGESTIONS AND TESTIMONIALS OF OTHER OWNERS OF BISHON FRISES OUT THERE. WHAT SHOULD I NAME HIM? WHAT DOES HE LOOK LIKE TO YOU? BLESSINGS, MARTA.